Author Archives: Jaimee

May You Burn Under a Thousand Suns

Pretty face, innocent eyes, and gentle smile, Your cunning draws them in like a sly serpent, Slithering with the amusing spirit of a gypsy Wandering in the wilderness of the world, Possessing a disposition that is, oh so deceitful. Your captivating smile lures in your prey, Tempting men from their dutiful posts Like a harlotContinue reading “May You Burn Under a Thousand Suns”

It’s Just a Flightless Bird

On some wintry morning, I saw a bird on my front lawn. It was a very still bird with greyish feathers and a strange demeanour. A flightless bird. One who had scattered feathers everywhere around it on the green grass. An upside-down bird. Curiously and soundly asleep among the everyday happenings of a Wednesday. ButContinue reading “It’s Just a Flightless Bird”

Palliative Care

We showed up for her. It’s what family does. My auntie, having had all the responsibility put on her shoulders by her no-good older brothers, was rather alone in it all. Caring for her dying father. I couldn’t imagine how that would feel, needing to be there for someone you love while being forced toContinue reading “Palliative Care”

Designed to Play Around and Make Excuses

Some time ago, I slowly settled back into the irregular, yet familiar, rhythms of my ordinary life. Returning from a highly chaotic family holiday filled with strange twists and turns, this small moment of normalcy, if you can even call it that, has been a deeply valued gift. On second thought, no… “normal” isn’t quiteContinue reading “Designed to Play Around and Make Excuses”

I Still Found Ways To Love You

My mind seems to have found an odd neural pathway I thought was long gone. Destroyed out of self-preservation and unwillingness to put myself in similar situations as I once was. A state of overwhelm after being subjected to an onslaught of information, with little time to process it. It’s a constant battle to outpaceContinue reading “I Still Found Ways To Love You”

I get to sleep in my own bed

Tonight I get to sleep in my own bed, A small privilege I often overlook And very much take for granted, Welcomes me back into its fold Of striped pillows and scattered blankets. The goose down keeps me warm As winter begins to steal away daylight; And whether I float away into sweet dreams OrContinue reading “I get to sleep in my own bed”

Please Keep It To Yourself

I never asked for this. You took my silence As an outstretched hand, An invisible offering you saw, To tell unsolicited tales Of your failed romances When I am but a stranger to you. When fragile threads of yours grew thin,Why weigh my sleeve with your despair? Your self-sufficient delusions Mistook politeness for a sign,TheContinue reading “Please Keep It To Yourself”

Not all men

I have been told, Not all men are like that, It’s just him. But of course, I know better Because I don’t want to be hurt again. Not all men… Just the ones Who protect the wrong people, The ones who make excuses, But he’s my oldest friend/brother/or whatever, And the miserable ones Who parrotContinue reading “Not all men”

What is it like to be in love?

I have been in love before. I recall the sensation in my chest, the butterflies in my stomach, and the thrill of the cat-and-mouse dating game. What is it like to be in love? Because I’m pretty sure what I just described sounds like the deceptive workings of anxiety. It’s the excitement of learning toContinue reading “What is it like to be in love?”